Luke Therapy • muke

Seven

DON'T GO - BRING ME THE HORIZON

I can't do this on my own.

That was all that was going through Michael's head.

I can't do this on my own.

Michael walked through the school halls by himself, seeing as the school has yet to allow Luke to become a student.

He kept his head down as he tried to ignore the constant insult thrown his way.

Sometimes he just wanted to punch everyone in the face. Other times, he just wanted to go hide in his room where all the curtains were shut and listen to sad music.

The boy walked into his last class and sat down in the corner of the dull classroom.

The bell rang and masses of people crashed into the classroom and noisily took their seats.

"As you all know we have an assignment due in 3 weeks about..."

Michael tuned the teacher out, not caring about the useless work the school was making them do.

He doodled on his note pad.

The pen seemed to effortlessly glide across the page as Michael drew a boy onto the page. The wings seemed to sprout out of the boys back the more Michael moved his pen. His black pen outlined each and every feature Michael drew onto the page.

The perfectly sculpted nose, tall blonde hair, daring blue eyes, soft cheeks and pink lips may have been drawn in black and white, but Michael could see the colours they were meant to have in them explode out of the page.

His pen moved more as he drew another boy next to the angel.

It was himself.

He scribbled on his own features onto the drawing and frowned when seeing the finished work.

It was almost as if an Michael was a devil compared to the glowing master piece on the lined pad of paper.

He could spot out a flaw on any part of his body but when he looked at Luke, all he could see was a creature that god and perfectly crafted.

It was as if God had spent years perfecting each and every curve or mark on Luke's body. It seemed like he had spent months mixing the perfect colour into his lips. And many more months coming up with the right shade of blue for the boys eyes.

Michael hadn't realized that the bell had rang until the teacher yelled at him to leave the room.

He packed up his books, slung on his bag and rushed out of the room.

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He dropped his bag and slammed himself into the couch face first.

"Rough day?" He heard a voice ask.

He gave back a grunt in response.

"Come on Michael."

He sighed and rolled onto his back.

"Fine I had a absolutely wonderful, mind blowing day!" He said sarcastically with a fake smile. "My day was fucking terrible, as usual."

Luke let out a sigh and sat next to Michael on the couch.

"At least i'll be there with you tomorrow."

Michael smiled at the thought. At least he'd have someone.

Calum and Ashton may have started to acknowledge him more but they weren't full out accepting him straight into their group of friends.

That was social suicide. (A/N: ayeeee mean girlsss.)

Luke patted Michael's thigh and stood uo from the couch heading towards the kitchen.

Luke's wings were dropping slightly and Michael felt bad.

He didn't mean to make Luke upset.

Luke came back with two mugs and gave one to Michael.

"Is it hot chocolate?"

Luke nodded, sipping a little from his mug.

They were sitting in a pocket of silence but neither cared.

They enjoyed each others company, wether they were speaking or not. They both just liked the feeling of having someone there.

Michael moved himself so that he was facing Luke.

Luke titled his head and looked up to see what Michael was doing.

Michael's eyes looked with Luke's and they just stared.

The stared at each other, studying each others faces. Both admiring the others features.

Michael sighed and leaned back onto the couch.

"Play some music." Luke demanded.

"Excuse me?" Michael said, raising an eyebrow.

"Just do it Michael."

Michael stood up from his spot on the couch and turned his stereo on.

A Song started to play and Michael put a hand on his hip. "Now what?"

"Now we dance!" Luke said grabbing Michael's hand and dragging to the middle of the room.

Luke started to do some never before seen moves and it caused Michael to erupt in laughter.

Michael joined in and started to sing along to the song.

"Michael what is this song called?" Luke asked.

"Miss Jackson" Michael did a little spin and faced Luke. "By Panic At The Disco"

Luke smiled and danced with Michael.

"This is our song."

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A/N: 801 FUCKING WORDS AND IM PROUD OF THIS CHAPTER.

i hope you guys like it :3

I was watching Pokémon while writing this so I might not have focused on this 100%

IVE HAD 2 HOURS OF SLEEP IN THE PAST 26 HOURS I HATE YOU 5SOS

QOTC:

How old are you?

AOTC:

I'm 14

- Mitch x